Frank Turner - Jinny binghams ghost

If you're h^Dmeading down to Camden Town Be s^Gmure to raise a t^Dmoast To the pat^A7ron saint of the waifs and strays To Jinny Bingham's gh^Dmost

On^A7ce she was a fresh-faced lass, from Kent^Dmish Town she came Her p^A7eople, they were pedlars, Jinny Bingh^Dmam was her name With her hu^Gmsband Gypsy George a Camden coac^Dmh house they did keep Till they hu^E7ng him by his neck from Tyburn^A7 Tree for stealing sheep It br^A7oke her heart to lose her love when sh^Dme was just a child So a ^A7man named Derby took the hand of Jinn^Dmy meek and mild He was^Gm a drinker, not a thinker, daily bro^Dmught his wife to tears E7 (A G F E) Dm A7 Until one Camden winter morning, Derby simply disappeared

If you're hea^Dmding down to Camden Town Be su^Gmre to raise a to^Dmast To the pa^A7tron saint of the waifs and strays To Jinny Bingham's gh^Dmost

She ear^A7ned her reputation on those bi^Dmtter Camden streets If you'^A7d tarry with the Bingham girl, you'd h^Dmold your manhood cheap But eve^Gmn so the miser Pitcher was the third ma^Dmn on her lips Till on^E7e night they checked her oven, found him b^A7urned up to a crisp They tr^A7ied her for his murder, thought they'd fin^Dmally cooked her goose But eve^A7n when the next man died, Jinny somehow sl^Dmipped the noose He was ^Gma fugitive from justice, for lo^Dmve she took him in E7 ( A G F E) Dm A7 But he beat her once to often and the poison did him in

If you're hea^Dmding down to Camden Town Be su^Gmre to raise a to^Dmast To the pa^A7tron saint of the waifs and strays To Jinny Bingham's gh^Dmost

The loc^Fals didn't like her, false words followed her around They ca^Emlled her wicked woman, sorceress of some renown They sw^Gmore that on the gravestones of her husbands she'd grown rich The rib^E7ald and the righteous, they kne^A7w she was a witch But the r^Feason she was hated was a simple one indeed She had ki^Emndness for the careless, she took in those in need The gu^Gmilty and the gamblers, the harlots and the whores All kne^E7w that Jinny offered sanc^A7tuary at her bar No judg^A#ement for the judged, and you can neve^Cr fall too f^Dmar

On the da^A7y she died, they swore they saw the d^Dmevil by her side A mob br^A7oke down her door and from her ch^Dmair her body pried The tav^Gmern is still standing, it's now cal^Dmled The Underworld And it s^E7till offers sanctuary for all bro^A7ken boys and girls

So let's hea^Dmd on down to Camden Town And ^Gmfolks, let's raise a to^Dmast To the pa^A7tron saint of the waifs and strays To Jinny Bingham's gh^Dmost